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Wasch es HüGrü?

Ha grad en sentimentale Momänt… oder villi isch na zwei Wucha jetz öi ändli d Fasnacht bi mier acho. Mu weissus nid… aber singt gli mig: “Eigunsinnig aber grossus Härz, ja das liggut isch im Blüät!”

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Ah ja – und was es HüGrü isch, verzelli de es anerschs Mal. :)

Ich bi es Riebli gsi!

Es isch Karmittwoch… oder besser Mittwoch iner Karwucha. Oschtru isch grad um ds Egg und darum hanich mier gideicht, ich chenti mich ja mal mim Thema Tod und Üferschteeig bischäftigu… es git da es Lied vaner dänischu Gruppa Shu-bi-dua va “der rot Fadu” (den røde tråd) heisst und in dem geit’s genau um das… also nid um du Herrgott, sondern um iisch sälber. Va wa ächt wier chäme und was ächt üs isch wird, derna… aber loset (schpeter finni de sicher öi nu grad en Link zum Lied) und vor allem läset sälber:

Carrot by: MnDcHn/deviantartWas isch mu befor mu geboru wird
En Schtäruschnuppa – es Puzzle
En lätzä Gidanku – es Riebli
Irgendeswas isch mu de woll gsi.
Z’Müettersch Bruscht isch rot und wiis
Zum Vater seit schi: Gang!
Wier si e schuppu Chind gsi
Und hei nie gnüet Gäld kha
Mit achti binich bereit gsi
Ins Tirum z’ga.
Minä Rigg het üsgseht wie scheifs Fleisch
Will zum z’Mittag het’s wider Schläg gigä.
Ich bi gwaxu – und verflixt!
Ich ha es Platzji aner Sunna gfunnu
Iner Schüel hani glehrt Ier gross z’schribu
Aber üs mier het’s nix chenu gä
Öi wenni e hüfu Werter gkennt ha
Mi iner Warteschlange vam Läbu gschtannu
Und andri hent mi uberholt
Ich bi gwaxu – und verflixt!
Ich ha mer es Platzji im Schattu gfunnu
Mim Rigg gags d’Wand
Wiso bini giboru?
Und was passiert we mu müess ga
Wenn ds Läbunshämli z’churzus chunt
Wa isch ächt der rot Fadu
Mu wird doch woll eswas si.

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They did it – and I’m so happy for them!

MTA: old video was removed, so I replaced it with another albeit a tad longer one.

Was weri we?

Hittu hani im Büro es Lied gkhert, wani sofort gideicht ha, dassi’s öi mit nid-dänisch-redundä wellti teilu und wani bi heimcho hani gmerkt, dass no meh Grind git: Ds Lied hensch nämli gschribu, fer alle biwusst ds machu, dass vor 18 Jahr en Konvenzio uber d’Rächt va Chind vaner UNO isch agnomni cho… und dass di Rächt no lang nid uberall ufer Wält gältunt. Das mu grad vor Wiähnächtu emal wider da dra deichut, macht doch Si – öi we d Melodi schtreckuwiis gränzwärtig kitschig isch, aber ds Wiähnächtu vermerktu mu das va barum Oh du Fröhliche und Last Christmas ja küm. Ah und übrigens chunt d’Unicef hittu 61-jährigi – de chamu di öi wirkli mal “mental” mit emu Blogartikl unerschtützu. :)

Und jetz zum Lied – es heisst “hvad nu hvis”, was wörtlich eiguntli “was jetz we” biditut, aber ich finu “was weri we” besser. Es sigunt der Alex (uber inu hani eswiä nix chenu üsafinu) und Nik&Jay – wa uf dischum Blog ja soz’sägu scho alti Bikannti sind. Aber lotzet sälber… und wer Luscht het, cha ja derna no läsu, wasch eiguntli sigunt (di paar Linie Tegscht im Video sind übrigens vadär Chinderkonvenzio – artikl 28, 38, 31, 12, 34, 29, 9 und 2):

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(Alex) Weri ich es Sägelschiff ufum offnu Meer,
de weri schi där Himml wa mich heimbringti.
Weri ich es Chorufäld,
de weri schi där Summerrägu wamu druf wartut.
Und weri ich en Grossschtadt,
de weri schi d’Energi wa mier Läbu und Liecht gäbi.
Und weri ich nomal sibni,
de weri schi där Schnee wa vorum Feischter falti.

Schi biditut mier alz,
la das nie la verbiga.
Schi isch mis eis und alz,
ich will nid eleinzig schta.

Was weri also, we es tagsch alli Schtärna wäg weri,
und was weri we’s kei Wind me gäbi.
Und ds Sunna nieme wellti ds Gsicht zeigu.
Was bliibt de no z’machu?
Und was we der Schnee awäg schmälzti,
und was we’s nimme chämi ga rägnu.
Was weri we alz schwarz chämi.
Ich hoffu, dass das nie passiert – ich brüchu dich hie.

ohoh, oh oh oh oh oh oh. ohoh, oh oh oh oh oh oh.

Was we ich en Pfifoltra weri,
de weri schi d’Sunnuschtrahlä wa mini Fligl wärmti.
We ich mich im Wald verirrti,
de weri schi d’Schtärna hoch obina, wa mier zeigti wanich minä Wäg findti.

Schi biditut mier alz,
la das nie la verbiga.
Schi isch mis eis und alz,
ich will nid eleinzig schta.

Was weri also, we es tagsch alli Schtärna wäg weri,
und was weri we’s kei Wind me gäbi.
Und ds Sunna nieme wellti ds Gsicht zeigu.
Was bliibt de no z’machu?
Und was we der Schnee awäg schmälzti,
und was we’s nimme chämi ga rägnu.
Was weri we alz schwarz chämi.
Ich hoffu, dass das nie passiert – ich brüchu dich hie.

(Jay) Das isch mis Läbu, ich gniessu d’Schou. Ich weiss, dass das oberflächlich tehnt,
aber es git Sache wanich will machu bifor dass mini Zit abgluffu isch.
Das sind di Sache wanich weiss, dasch epis biditunt.
Ey Schtärna iner Färni, zeigät mier du Wäg, ich chumu ew gäru na.
Wier hei das gmacht, wier si hie. Was isch nid umbringt, macht iisch schtercher. Nik –
(Nik) ja. Lami es bitzji la kämpfu, es bitzji la gäru gä.
Ich bi hie ja nummu fer en Öigublik.
Bivor Ebbe und Flüet alz äwäg wäschunt, will ich fer mich und mini schribu,
und ich versüechu fer dich und dini z’schribu,
will es git niemu, wa’s verdient het eleinzig z’läbu.

(Alex) Was weri also, we es tagsch alli Schtärna wäg weri,
und was weri we’s kei Wind me gäbi.
Und ds Sunna nieme wellti ds Gsicht zeigu.
Was bliibt de no z’machu?
Und was we der Schnee awäg schmälzti,
und was we’s nimme chämi ga rägnu.
Was weri we alz schwarz chämi.
Ich hoffu, dass das nie passiert – ich brüchu dich hie.

ohoh, oh oh oh oh oh oh. ohoh, oh oh oh oh oh oh.
ohoh, oh oh oh oh oh oh. ohoh, oh oh oh oh oh oh.

(oder so ähnli)

Frohi Adväntszit allä zämu!

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Sind das jetz wirkli meh wäder zäh Jahr? – Nej, nid ganz, will Esperanto ja nid wirkli der Afang isch gsi. Hanich jetz wirkli d’länginä uberleit, welli Video alles am beschtu zämufassunt? – Ubbbs.

What you gave me!

Gee – time’s running fast these days and it’s not as if I’d be a busy bee… rather the opposite to be honest but let’s not go down that road.
Where was I? Yeah, it’s mid-November already and the master thought it to be a good occassion to celebrate a little pre-Christmas-do or in other words: He decided to endow the two of us with early-winter pressies – now that’s what I call a generous master! :D I won’t go too much into his own present because I’m sure he’s so much bubbling with excitement that I’m sure he won’t be able to shut up about it. ;) So just a hint: Our pathetic evenings watching DVDs on either his or mine 20″ screens are definitely gone or to put it another way, it’ll have a diagonal in inches that is larger than either of us is years old. :)
me nanoBut back to the way more important part (can’t believe I could ramble on for several lines without even mentioning it) of our November treats: Mine! It’s teeny tiny, red and shiny and to be seen on the left (nope – not my shirt). I’m absolutely mad with joy because of my brand new iPod nano (PRODUCT)Red. I wanted a nano since they first came out but never really brought myself to buy one (who’s calling me a niggard?). So ever since Apple affiliated with (RED) I kept nagging about how this would be the perfect occasion to pull myself together and actually buy one… Well, my nagging was successful as I’m now the proud owner of my precious red toy. What did we learn from today’s episode ladies? – Keep nagging and the result wont be grand but magnificent. Later days! ;)

Dans!

Gee – it’s been quite a while since my last English post… and it’s not even because nothing’s going on. Rather the opposite. I don’t know where to start. The master and I have decided to get up from our cozy chairs and move our backsides downtown more often. But before I just recite a list of what we did the last couple of weeks, I’d better just pick one event and say something more about it – Dans!
Dans! (yes, the exclamation mark IS important!) is Aarhus Theater‘s new production. It started as part of Aarhus Festuge earlier this month but will be played until the end of September. In the official Festuge program they used “Vi kan stadig danse sammen – vi har bare glemt, hvordan man gør, og hvor godt det føles.” as the headline and it’s pretty much to the point: We can still dance together – we’ve just forgotten how to do it and how it feels.
Dans!It’s a wordless recital of moments past, a trip through memories, starting with an old man who remembers dancing with he’s (probably) deceased wife, goes back to his youth days after WWII and takes the audience from there through decades of music and fashion and social historic steps in all the different directions time chose to take us until it finally ends where it started – with the old man dancing with his sweet heart… I dare to say that everyone sitting in the theater was most definitely reminded of how it felt to dance. Or was it just me whose feet were practising steps while sitting at my desk the next day?

Costume Drama Review – part III

Oh my… has it really been more than a week? Well well, who can I blame? The weather? Nope, only a lot of rain. The master? Neither, because he’s always innocent. The machine? No, not even that. (oh and PS: Thanks to Arcana Research it runs smootly and quitely!) I guess there’s only one thing left to blame: Our brand new project on C19 to turn our favorite Victorian novel (yes, the first one mentioned below) into an audiobook! An Australian member had the idea and since we’re both members of LibriVox as well, she asked me for helping her with all organisational issues and I guess that’s what has occupied the biggest part of my spare-time lately. It’s so much fun to see how people from all across the world join in – truly amazing!
But back to business:


The first part was about anything Jane Austen, the second about the Brontës – I think it’s time to come to a true gem of a British writer who’s been neglected thus far on here and sadly enough almost everywhere else as well: Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell, nee Stevenson. Mrs Gaskell was a minister’s wife, mother of four children who is nowadays probably best known as the writer of Charlotte Brontë’s first biography. She started writing rather late but left the world some extraordinary novels, two of which have been adapted for screen and will be presented in the following.

North & South – 2004 (starring Daniela Denby-Ashe, Richard Armitage, Sinéad Cusack, etc.)

N&S 2004The producers and executives for this production might still be puzzled at the amazing and broadspread success of this adaption: It’s almost been two years since the first broadcasting on TV but the online discussion hasn’t ceased – at all, I’m tempted to say. The messages boards (to start with the best, check out C19) are still filled with surprised confessions of newcomers who where completely caught off guard by this adaption and deeper insights of the older members into every single aspect and layer the adaption can be divided into.
North & South is the story of a Margaret Hale, a parson’s daughter from the South who’s forced to move to Milton, a industrial town in the North of England by her father’s doubts in his ability to meet the requirements of the new bishop and subsequent surrender of this post. Her middle-class world is shaken by the ideals of the hectic and direct ways of the North which for her come down into the person of John Thornton, a cotton mill owner and her father’s pupil. In the course of the novel as well as the book, the two protagonists have to overcome their prejudices and learn to see the flaws in their own points of view to appreciate the other. I have read the novel as soon as I found out that an adaption was announced and have to admit that nobody could have played Mr Thornton more to the point of my mental image than Richard Armitage did – he truly amazed me… and tons of other women, as sides like the Armitage Army are undeniable proof of! It took me somewhat longer to get over the differences between Daniela Denby-Ashe’s appearance and the Margaret as described by Mrs Gaskell in her book, but once you see past that you’ll see an astounding portrayal of a young woman’s growth. Despite what everyone else said: The train station scene might be incredibly sweet and romantic but it’s not Gaskell – I’d much rather have the “That man”/”that woman” scene (and know come running after me :P ).

Wives and Daughters – 1999 (starring Justine Waddell, Keeley Hawes, Anthony Howell, etc.)

W&D1999This is an adaption of Gaskell’s last and unfinished (it was finished later by her editor – and very likely the way she intended it to end) novel. I have to admit to my own abashment that I haven’t read the novel – just yet, I would like to add because it’s been on my “want to read next”-list for ages and I still believe that I will able to do so in time. My judgement is hence only in reference to the adaption – and no matter how much I liked it (just rewatched it this weekend for the sole purpose to freshen-up my memory for this review ;) ), it will never even come close to the afore mentioned story. Molly is no Margaret (Justine Waddell is a great actress for period drama though) and Roger is definitely no Thornton (not Howell’s fault though – I think he was great) but some of the supporting characters are priceless: First and foremost Squire Hamley (could he possibly go more convincly through more emotional extrems?) and Mrs Gibson (she’s a hoot!).
But there is one character that I’m absolutely not sure what to think of: Is it really the Cynthia as Mrs Gaskell wanted her or is it Keeley Hawes that I would like to slap in at least half the scenes she’s in? I guess the first is true but could anybody please explain me why I had the same urge when watching Our Mutual Friend (which will be review in part IV if I ever get to that)? Let’s focus on something diffrent to critizes: What about Tom Hollander? Yes, the Mr Collins from P&P2005 is playing Osborne Hamely – the handsome son! The mere thought of it sounds like a joke and even though I appreciate his passionate portrayal of poor Osbourne, I still think he’s lacking the looks everybody is appraising all the time. Well, one could argument that I didn’t bother Timothy Dalton’s way too good looks in Jane Eyre and maybe I am that shallow but I can’t help it here.
To sum up and end this post: I liked this adaption – despite all short-comings stated here (which am sure are all because I haven’t read the novel) – and I don’t mind that there was no kiss in the desert.